Chapter 61: Chaos
“You guys are so slow, I’ve been waiting here for 20 minutes.”
As soon as he logged in, Endless Sea saw himself lying on the ground, bored, looking at the stars.
Fortunately, no ghouls came by; otherwise, he wouldn’t even know how he died.
Feiya was still quietly waiting on the spot, saying nothing.
After a few minutes, Youyoufen logged in as well.
Now the group was complete.
“Everyone ready? Then let’s set off!” Zane said.
“Wait.”
It was Feiya who spoke.
“What’s wrong?” Zane asked, puzzled.
She didn’t answer but closed her eyes to sense the surroundings.
After a moment, she opened her eyes in shock, saying, “How could this be…”
“What’s happening?”
“It’s him… the terrifying death power is approaching us.”
“Death power? It can’t be the Death Knight you’re talking about…?” Although a clash was inevitable sooner or later, he wasn’t mentally prepared for it yet!
For a moment, the atmosphere became tense.
Three minutes passed, and still, nothing happened.
Could it be a trick?
Just as Zane thought this, on the map, a small yellow dot and a huge red dot rapidly approached.
The red dot was undoubtedly the Death Knight.
So that yellow dot…
Was a player!?
…
In the Grey Ridge Plain, two groups of people faced each other.
The left side was entirely made up of those with the “Mingxiao” prefix, led by Mingxiao Youhun and Mingxiao Bingguo.
There were about 50 of them, organized into roughly 10 squads of five.
At this moment, the swordsmen and knights stood in the front row, their black scaled armor sparkling under the moonlight, clearly not ordinary gear.
On the right side, the names had no fixed format but were quite distinctive.
For example, ‘Changshan Spearman’, ‘One Blade at the End of the Horizon’, and ‘Cutting Wind and Final Breath’ all carried the flavor of the martial world.
At the forefront stood their leader, Yibo.
Compared to Mingxiao, the number on the right was considerably larger, with at least 80+ people visible to the naked eye.
“Mingxiao Youhun? You dare to challenge our Brotherhood with such a small number? I see you want them to end up like your name, as lonely ghosts!” Yibo mocked, and the people behind him burst into laughter.
“Hmph, do you think numbers mean everything?” Mingxiao Youhun scoffed, “With just you rotten fish, one of us can take on ten of you!”
“Exactly!”
“That’s right!”
The members rallied, unwilling to lose momentum.
Yibo was displeased, “You Mingxiao, a third-rate guild, dare to provoke our Brotherhood? If we don’t teach you a lesson today, every low-tier guild will think they can mess with us! Brothers, let’s deal with the Mingxiao trash!”
“Oh—!”
The crowd stirred, a deafening sound echoed across the plain, and the onlooking players had long retreated far away, fearing they might inadvertently get caught in the fray.
Facing the numerical disadvantage, Mingxiao Youhun was not as disheartened as expected; he had confidence in his comrades. Moreover, this time he was sure of victory.
“All high-health, high-defense warriors, come to the front! Your armor isn’t free; now is your time to shine! Don’t skimp on potions, provide opportunities for the back row to output—this battle is destined to be our name-making war! Charge!” Mingxiao Youhun shouted.
Although a formal guild had not yet been established, the veteran guild, with their established followers built up from the Liuli Bihua, was growing rapidly in Dream of the Mists. Once the guild system was officially introduced, they would be able to rally countless supporters!
And friction between guilds was very common.
Whenever there was a desire to fight, there were plenty of reasons: helping brothers out, seizing leveling resources, and so on.
As a veteran guild, it was entirely normal to suppress emerging guilds.
What Yibo aimed to do was to curb Mingxiao’s arrogance; they had been far too active lately, even continuing to recruit new members after entering Dream of the Mists.
Actually, just recruiting new members wasn’t scary; after all, every guild was doing it.
The problem was, among Mingxiao’s four core managers, two were girls! And they were above average in looks—if they put on a bit of makeup, they would definitely be two stunning beauties.
Who isn’t a bit of a lsp, right?
On the other hand, their Brotherhood had been almost entirely male since its creation; even if there were girls, they were brought by male members and were closely protected! After all, very few girls liked this purple atmosphere.
Though he had once considered cross-dressing to recruit new members, the suggestion was dropped after members unanimously expressed their disapproval.
Sigh, at a young age, what was it with being the head of an online game guild? It resulted in the little girl next door calling him Uncle every day.
As a knight, Yibo naturally charged to the front, which was also why the Brotherhood members were willing to follow him.
Seeing this man be so valiant, Mingxiao Bingguo smirked, “All mages, focus fire; let’s obliterate that bald donkey in the front!”
“Hey, who are you calling a bald donkey!” Yibo shouted angrily. “Priests, heal me well; let’s see how I take the enemy leader’s head amidst thousands of troops!”
Although they were a newly-formed guild, their execution was on point; the mages immediately redirected their fire, shooting at least 10 fireballs straight at Yibo!
“Hey, is that all?” The Brotherhood’s leader remained unafraid; with a low shout, his Guardian Shield formed instantly, and with a twist of his body and shifting of his steps, he dodged at least half of the attacks!
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Having evaded more than half of the fireballs and benefitting from the priests’ indiscriminate healing, Yibo still had two-thirds of his health remaining.
“Damn!” Mingxiao Youhun swore silently; this guy’s movement was incredibly slippery!
Seeing that the concentrated fire tactic wasn’t effective, Mingxiao Bingguo shouted, “Mages, hold off and wait for my mark! Assassins can prepare to move!”
“Shasha”
In an instant, the encircling assassins revealed themselves, targeting the busy healing priests.
“Tianyay, protect the priests!” Yibo called out in the team.
“Got it!” The one named ‘Tianyay’ turned out to be an assassin, who appeared from behind the group of assassins. Not only that, but seven or eight other assassins also emerged!
Counter-encirclement!
“Don’t panic!” Mingxiao Bingguo quickly shouted. “Trading with the priests is worth it! If they run out of healing, we will win for sure! Brothers who drop levels or equipment can come to the guild leader for compensation afterward!”
This shout proved effective; Mingxiao’s assassins disregarded their lives, frantically attacking the priests. Without control, facing such concentrated focus and backstab attacks, priests fell one after another.
Nonetheless, those assassins wouldn’t last long either.
“Damn it!” Yibo cursed silently; he realized that Mingxiao Bingguo was the core commander. “Take this guy out first!”
“Dream on!” Mingxiao Bingguo made a face, then shrank back into formation; he was a bard who only needed to cast buffs—it was completely unnecessary to engage in a direct fight.
